he loves me?
12/20/2002 07:23 a.m.
He loves me. Um, he does. And I feel stupid for not knowing all these years. All these years that I've loved him. I thought he didn't care. At all. But he loves me. It was an odd moment at around one thirty to find out... he loves me. I couldn't breathe and I was crying really hard. It was the oddest thing. He loves me. It's about words, you know. Or lack thereof. I like words. I need words. I need someone to say "I love you" when he loves you. But he likes actions. Emotions maybe. The protection aspect that has always existed. He loves me. I guess that's really all I have to say. Also that I'm extremely sorry for the comment about throwing my love around and all that. I'm just dumb. You know what? He loves me. And I understand it all. Why we're just friends. Why that is certainly the best idea. Why he's not down with the new boy. I understand it all. And I'm sorry it took so long. Wow. He loves me. And I love him. Hm.
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